Bathes were supposed to be relaxing, everyone always said that they would be soothing to your aching muscles and wash away your problems. The water was warm against your freezing skin, the bubbles up to your chin and jostling whenever you moved your legs. The air was faintly filled with the sounds of cars driving by on the streets down below, the tires splashing in the puddles of leftover rain. The room was dimly illuminated, your wet hand glistening on the edge of the tub when the candle on the sink flickered patches of light onto your arm, giving it life when it felt so dull. Everything smelled like oranges and vanilla, your skin, your hair, even the bubbles threatening to spill over the edge of the porcelain. It all seemed relaxing, in theory. It was supposed to feel nice and like a reward after a long day, but in reality it was making you want to rip your hair from your scalp.

Because in the silent solitude all you could think about was Chanyeol.

Mystic Messenger was released in July/August of 2016. In April 2016, the top 5 wealthiest people in South Korea were (exchange rates calculated 7/27/17):

1) Lee Kun-Hee: ₩14.1 billion/$12.6 billion

2) Suh Kyung-Bae: ₩9.4 billion/$8.4 billion

3) Jay Y. Lee:
₩6.9 billion/$6.2 billion

4) Kwon Hyuk-Bin:
₩5.5 billion/$4.9 billion

5) Chung Mong-Koo:
₩5.3 billion/$4.8 billion

Since Jaehee says that Chairman Han is in the top 5, he’s likely not the richest person, but he’s definitely a multi-billionaire.

These numbers fluctuate quite a bit (Lee Kun-Hee is now worth ₩18.8 billion/$16.8 billion, a huge increase). If we assume the mysme universe is similar to our own in terms of wealth, around the time of release, Chairman Han himself was probably worth between ₩9.4 billion - ₩5.3 billion, or $8.4 billion - $4.8 billion.

Warning: Graphic hybrid smut. Please don’t read this if you’re not into it because I don’t want to scar you.

Summary: Dogboy Tae gets extremely possessive when “that time of the month” rolls around and find’s it hard to control his natural instincts and his dominating nature during the monthly occurrence.

Note: Ah, okay, so this is my first time ever writing about Hybrids and stuff like that, so please bear with me. The idea came to mind while I was surfing the interwebz, so I just thought I’d write it up. What a thing to be my first post lol, but oh well.. Idgaf. I’m pretty much uneducated on “Dogboys” but I’m giving it my best shot.. HUZZAH!!~

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You were driving him insane. The intoxicating scent of you calling out to him, begging for him to mount you and claim you as his own before any other male could get to you. It was hard to fight his natural instincts, but he knew better than to force you into anything and you had told him you didn’t feel well, stating you had ‘cramps’ or something along those lines. But your body was crying out for him to dominate you, your body needed him, he could sense it, and it was taking every ounce of his willpower to refrain from mounting you whenever he was in your presence. And that was quite a lot.

It was already hard enough not to mount you, so he really couldn’t help his need to follow you around everywhere, his possessive nature having to make sure no other male could get near you, his precious bitch. Just the thought of it made the hair on the back of his neck raise, his hands clench into fists and a snarl appear on his lips, slightly revealing his canines hid beneath.

He was in no mood to be tested today in particular. He could sense you were at your peak of ovulation, which was when it was most hard for him to suppress his feral desires. It was so strange to him how humans were so unaware to what their bodies needed. Couldn’t you sense even a little bit how badly your body was yearning for him? He could only shake his head, perplexed by your utter oblivion.

UPDATE: As of Wednesday morning, Wonder Woman‘s Rotten Tomatoes rating has climbed to 97 percent, with 73 reviews counted, tying it with The Incredibles for the best-reviewed superhero movie ever. Great Hera, indeed.

Summary: The world of magic is divided into dark and light, witches and warlocks, choice and fate. You’re a prodigy of light, a witch who works within the police force. You’ve heard of Taehyung in passing, spoken in whispers as the warlock of dark who has the world holding it’s breath. All this changes on the night you’re assigned as security for a mysterious singer named V and you come face to face with Taehyung himself. What happens after that might be fate.

Summary: The world of magic is divided into dark and light, witches and warlocks, choice and fate. You’re a prodigy of light, a witch who works within the police force. You’ve heard of Taehyung in passing, spoken in whispers as the warlock of dark who has the world holding it’s breath. All this changes on the night you’re assigned as security for a mysterious singer named V and you come face to face with Taehyung himself. What happens after that might be fate.

Summary: There were a number of reasons why Jungkook couldn’t forget about this one client that had started to visit the shop regularly since the last days of summer, but the most important ones were: 1) he was absolutely gorgeous, 2) he had the deepest and loveliest voice he had ever heard, and 3) when Jungkook asked him his name, he replied Vincent Van Gogh.

Summary: The world of magic is divided into dark and light, witches and warlocks, choice and fate. You’re a prodigy of light, a witch who works within the police force. You’ve heard of Taehyung in passing, spoken in whispers as the warlock of dark who has the world holding it’s breath. All this changes on the night you’re assigned as security for a mysterious singer named V and you come face to face with Taehyung himself. What happens after that might be fate.

You ignore your friend slash coworker in favor of shining and sorting the silverware. Being a waitress majorly sucks, but you like it when you’re able to hide in the back and do mundane tasks like this. You can feel Amber staring holes into the side of your head – clearly expecting an answer – so you decide to indulge her.

“What do you mean?”

“Like, vampires and shit! Werewolves! The whole shebang! Do you think they exist?”

You shrug as nonchalantly as possible, setting down a knife into the appropriate bin before picking up a spoon.

Pas de Trois: Act One, Scene One

Inhale. You await with equability, a forefinger twiddling with loose tresses whilst observing the other auditioning individual. The ingénue is maladroit, possibly due to nervousness, and fumbles with her lines quite carelessly. “I do treat—entreat—your grace to pardon me. I know not by what power I am bold—I mean; I am made bold!” It is an amateur sight, to say the least. Once the judge’s sugar coat their true meanings behind fake smiles, “We’ll let you know of our decision very soon,” is given to the departing candidate and they sigh in unison as the door closes. The two adjudicators mumbled to themselves, scribbling down their remarks on a sheet of paper before glancing up at their final contender for the day.

Summary: The world of magic is divided into dark and light, witches and warlocks, choice and fate. You’re a prodigy of light, a witch who works within the police force. You’ve heard of Taehyung in passing, spoken in whispers as the warlock of dark who has the world holding it’s breath. All this changes on the night you’re assigned as security for a mysterious singer named V and you come face to face with Taehyung himself. What happens after that might be fate.